Visit the pretty places

We went to.

Live the moments in the breeze and sun

That we did.

Savour the tastes,

See again the sights,

Live the highs,

Ride the rides,

Laugh again at the jokes,

Sing the songs,

Recount the dreams,

That we shared.

I am in the stories we created together

The joys we lived

The angst we had

The pain we went through.

All of it.

My being or not is mere incident.

My being is in those moments, forever.

The emissions are going right back up as things unlock.

Consumption is back to being more and more and more mindless

We’re starting to use more fuel and travel more

We’re compensating for time lost like nobody’s business.

Ecommerce and online buying went through the roof!

Global trade in the trivial and ridiculous is inching back up again.

We’ve also added an industry or two, around more fear —

And investments in more are suddenly kosher — no questions asked.

The planet is back under the same level of threat. Maybe more.

Your investments are perfectly safe.

Gather for the storm. Or anyway.

Form cliques, share privilege.

Share the same goals of keeping others out

So somehow, you have more of what’s around

And lesser everyday, but still — whatever’s left.

Or grab and store, just in case.

(Who knows when we might need ten times more?)

The waters rise. The siege prolongs.

The dykes and citadels will not hold forever.

The pretence of certainty fades.

The embrace of the forever, the uncertain, the ever-changing

That’s inevitable.

Wish we’d remembered to embrace it first,

And build along with, not against,

Not keep outside our walls.

Anger, gloom, hope, fear

Glimpse horror right here

From far away, yet close at hand

Ever more, ever near

Death, diseases, incessant fires

The spectacle of funeral, funereal pyres

Cries, pleas you try respond to

Win some, lose more - the spirit tires.